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TIIE STORY THUS FAR: Mary Suth
•rlmd la lured to Arizona by the ad
vertisement! of tha Wagon Wheel duds
ranch, operated by Ma and Pa Burdan.
She l> met at the ttatlon by Len Henley,
who tells her the ranch la out of business
and who takes her to Phoenix. Here ha
rides the bronc, Mad Hatter, In a rodeo
and wins three thousand for Mary from
his dad, who had bet against Len. Ham
has bought the Burdan notes from the
bank and feels that Wagon Wheel Is now
his, but Mary has bought an equity In It.
Sha re-hlres Ma and Pa Burdan and
takes up on the ranch, lighting the Wade
cant, who after some losses, sell their
land to Ham and ara released from
prison on promise of leaving the country.
CHAPTER XIX
Presently she heard the complaint
of tired, hungry, thirsty cattle up
•on the mesa. The drive was home!
In about ten minutes a group of
horsemen rode down off the mesa
into the little valley where the head
barters stood and down past the
dude house to the horse corral—all
but Len Henley who dismounted and
gave his reins to Lundy, while he
strode stiffly over to the young mis
tress of the Wagon Wheel, waiting
in the colonnade to receive him.
His face carried a patina of dust
caked with sweat and little runnels
had been eroded through it by sub
sequent perspiration; his clothing
was dirty and torn, his leather chaps
scratched, his shirt and trousers
dark with dust and perspiration. She
caught the sour odor of his tired,
unwashed body and sweat-soaked
clothing as he stepped up, hat in
hand and murmured very formally:
"Good evening, Miss Sutherland."
She extended her hand in wel
come and he accepted it eagerly and
held it while his eyes, bloodshot
from the glare of the pitiless August
sun reflected from the parched
earth, devoured her. He swallowed
twice and said: "That's the dress
you wore that night at the Phoenix
Country Club."
He had remembered and the
knowledge that he had completely
disorganized her plan to be the calm
and gracious hostess.
"You're so lovely," Don Leonardo
went on, "and I'm so happy to be
out of your dog-house."
"You were never in it," she man
aged to answer. "I—l was—cruel to
■you—but I never meant it. I—l
clawed you a little ... I sent you
a message to make believe I didn't
care—thought it might help you out
—thought, too, if I hurt you a little
—you wouldn't stop thinking of me
... I didn't want to be forgotten—
and men—forget!"
Her eyes were going moist and
she knew it. With a gallant effort
she said aloud and cheerfully. "Do
sit down, Don Leonardo and rest
your weary bones while I see if I
can't rustle you up a drink." She
darted into the house and met Mar
garet Maxwell and Don Hamilton
entering the living room from the
patio. "He's in the colonnade, Mar
garet," she gasped and fled to her
room.
She had herself in hand In five
minutes and came bravely out. Don
Leonardo, too, had had time to re
organize himself after the shock of
meeting her, and was chatting with
his father and Margaret. She
stooped beside his chair, picked up a
cow-bell and jangled It and instant
ly, as if responding to (the sum
mons of Aladdin's lamp, a lathy,
dusky genii appeared with a silver
tray on which reposed four mint ju
leps in tall, lovely old frosted silver
goblets. Both Henleys stood up to
accept their juleps, both bowed to
the ladies and both said "How!"
But Len Henley added to Mary:
"'To your beautiful eyes, my dear,"
and she went out of control again.
She thought: "There he stands, dog
dirty, natural, easy, unashamed of
the garments of labor, grateful that
he has labor to perform. He's so
wonderful. He's a man!" She con
trasted him with Joe Blanding, and
smiled a little and Don Leonardo
thought the smile was for him and
his somber glance brightened.
"You seem to have done things to
the Wagon Wheel, Mary," he ob
served. "This is certainly a dude
ranch now. Pedro showed me those
two wonderful artesian wells you
drilled ... I always had an idea
one might get an artesian well.
"I have so much water," Mary
managed to answer, "that I can af
ford to waste it running it in open
ditches, which saves me a great
deal of money I had planned to put
into concrete pipe for an under
ground irrigation system."
"You'll lose quite a lot of water
this year from saturation but pres
ently the ditch will silt up and seal
the pores of the earth, as it were,
and next year you'll only lose
through evaporation."
Don Leonardo turned to his father.
"What, if anything, has happened
to the Wade boys? Did you mix that
bitter brew for them?"
"No, by cracky, son, I didn't have
to. The knowledge they'd bewj
caught cold with the goods by the#
own father an' three reliable wit
nesses; an' the realization they was
all out o' luck with me on their
trail; that 1 had enough political pull
to get the attorney-general o' the
state to app'int as special prosecu
tor the high-powered criminal law
yer I'd hire instead o' dependin' on
a cow-country prosecutin' attorney,
sent the boys into a huddle, wifli the
result that when I swore out war
rants chargin' 'em with grand theft
th« mornin' after Hank got them
into his jail, they clamored to git
it over with, figurin' if they pleaded
guilty an' saved the county the cost
of a trial maybe the judge would go
easy on 'em. So that mornin* they
had their preliminary examination
in the police court, an' was remand
ed for trial in the Superior Court.
"It was Saturday an* the Superior
Court was closed, the court bein' in
session over at the Apache Club try
in' a case in equity, to-wit: If a
man picks up a full house, consistin'
of three dirty deuces an' a pair o'
fours; if the man on his left raises
before the draw an' another man
meets him an' back raises an' ev
erybody else drops out except the
dealer, which is the judge; an' if
the man on his left stands pat an' the
man that stays calls for one card;
an' the dealer meets the back raise
before the draw an' raises a dollar
an' the man that stands pat meets
him an' raises an' the man that
draws one card raises him, what's
the answer? Is the feller that's
standin' pat bluffin', has he got a
flush, a straight or a full house?
And did the feller that drew one
card fill in an inside straight or a
bob-tailed flush or has h'e a full
house or four of a kind or is he
bluffin'? The judge decides to find
out, so he throws away his fours—
an' draws another deuce! So he
meets the bets already made an'
raises five dollars for only a fool
will ignore four of a kind, even if
they are deuces. His Honor is in
twenty-two dollars when he's called
—an' loses the pot to four treys!"
"Murder most foul," his son mur
mured.
"Well, Miss Sutherland, when are
you leavin' us for New York?"
"Some time this winter. I'll run
back to see some shows. But I'll
be back for Christmas here. Can't
stay away too long or I'll get in
Dutch with the Spirit of the Hassy
ampa. And why do you address me
as Miss Sutherland? You used to
call me Dude."
"Because you ain't a dude no
more an' me an' Len knows it. We
was watchin' you steal some cat
tle back one mornin' a week ago an'
so we seen you baptized in the new
faith."
Mary flushed with pride. "I wasn't
quite certain I had become an Ari
zonan until my mother came out
in May to see to it that I got rid of
the Wagon Wheel and returned home
to take, as she expressed it, my
rightful position in the world. I
didn't argue with her because one
should never argue with a wom
an—"
"Hear! Hear!" Len Henley mur
mured. "I'll remember that. Go
on."
"I merely bought a motion picture
projector and ran about three hun
dred feet of film I had taken of you
and me, Don Leonardo, in the pa
rade to the rodeo grounds last Janu
ary, and your ride on Mad Ilatter.
You may recall that I was a little
bit crazy about you that day, so
when Mad Hatter had kicked you
within an inch of your life I dropped
down from my box into the arena,
picked you up and wept over you
and kissed you. Finally I rode off
with you in the ambulance—and the
camera man I had engaged to make
a pictorial record of your last ride
just kept on grinding."
Ham Henley commenced a soft
howling, an imitation of a broken
hearted dog.
"Mother warned me there had
never been any bronco busters in
the Sutherland family, that all the
women in her clan and all those in
my father's had always managed
to marry gentlemen, and if I mar
ried a bronco buster she'd disown
me and disinherit me. So in case
I should be disowned and disinherit-
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Ed, I had to have a place to hide my
shame, and I decided to keep the
Wagon Wheel."
"If I'd been present when she said
that," Ham Henley declared, "I'd
have told her about the Henley fam
ily." He lifted the tall silver goblet
and studied it. "I got a dozen silver
goblets like this one," he said, "with
the same crest. Maybe if we traced
your proud line back to Jamestown,
Virginia, around the year 1615 we'd
run into kin-folk. The first Henley
in America brought them goblets
an' a solid silver service. It's been
hocked a few times but we always
managed to git it out agin an' keep
it in the family."
"I daresay," said Mary, "your
ancestor was seeking a place where
he couldn't be ordered around."
"You're right. The King o' Eng
land an' him had a fallin' out, so he
left two jumps ahead o' the sheriff."
"Spoke out of his turn, didn't he,
Don Hamilton?"
"He did. In fact, that's a habit
us Henleys has to the present day.
I spoke out o' my turn here a few
months back—"
"You don't have to admit error,"
Mary reminded him, "in order to
be forgiven. And nine times out of
ten you would have been speaking
words of wisdom—out of your turn.
I happened to be the odd number."
"Well, anyhow, if I'd been present
when your mother spoke her piece
me an' her would most certainly
have tangled. I'd ha* told her some
thing about the Henleys, but since
she ain't here to receive my blast
I'll tell you. We got a record for
good citizenship that sort o' nullifies
our social short-comin's. Henleys
has shed their blood in every war
this country has fought; none of us
has ever been in jail for dishonesty
or immorality, we ain't spawned
no half-wits nor fancy women an'
we've put food in the mouths o' the
hungry, sheltered the homeless an'
wiped away the tears o' the un
happy. We're rough an' tough an'
proud of it—more particular since
we're back where we started—with
a gentleman."
His eyes brimmed and he put his
hand on Len's shoulder. "My son,"
he said with profound tenderness,
"the woman don't live that can turn
up her nose at you."
Don Leonardo and Mary were sit
ting in the semi-darkness of the
colonnade, watching the bats flying
around, and Don Leonardo had his
guitar which Margaret had brought
out to him. From time to time he
picked out an air on it . . . Down
at the other end of the colonnade his
father and Margaret sat, discussing
matters that concerned themselves
only.
Suddenly Don Leonardo com
menced picking out a plaintive mel
ody in a minor key, practiced it
five minutes and sang:
"I loved my love by the Hassyampa,
I loved my love and she loved me.
When I lost my love by the Hassy
ampa
I thought the Spirit had swindled
me!
Oh! Oh! Oh!
The naughty little scamp
Swindled me down by the Hassy
amp'
But I wonder if he wonders now
how I feel
As I sit beside her at the Wagon
Wheel.
"Oh, night of love, oh, wondrous
night
Kiss me, darling, and hold me ti—"
After about two minutes of silence
Ham Henley explained it to Mar
garet. "The dude short-circuited
him," he said.
ITHE END]
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